"Uh... Pfft, hahaha!" Mu Liangchao laughed mercilessly.
"Oh, oh, oh, you can't escape now, can you? Go ahead and run, you little crazy woman! If you've got the guts, get up and hit me... Ah!"
A shoe flew over and landed squarely on Mu Liangchao's face.
Mu Liangchao ran to the side yelling, while Shen Fuguang, the instigator, walked to the bedside expressionlessly and took his place.
The moment Chang Le looked over, he revealed a perfectly timed gentle smile: "Little girl, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Compared to Mu Liangchao, Shen Fuguang appears normal and gentle.
"Shen Fuguang! What are you doing!" Mu Liangchao jumped up and down in anger.
Chang Le's empty eyes twitched slightly: "Fu... Guang..."
“Yes.” Shen Fuguang squatted down, her voice soft. “Fu in Fusu means sunlight, it means the sun.”
Chang Le then truly focused his attention on this stranger.
Her long, black hair cascaded down like silk, its texture so fine it shone with luster. Her golden eyes shone exceptionally brightly, as if gold had absorbed sunlight and been sculpted by the gods.
Chang Le didn't know why, but it felt strangely familiar, so he asked:
Have we... met... before?
Shen Fuguang was slightly taken aback, his pupils trembling slightly.
Mu Liangchao, who had just washed his face, leaned closer and said, "Wow, these days even young girls know these pickup lines!"
Shen Fuguang turned his head and gave him a cold glance, which startled Mu Liangchao into muting his microphone.
Turning back, she still had a gentle and approachable demeanor: "Perhaps we met a long time ago."
"What do you want to do?" Chang Le became wary again.
She gritted her teeth and said firmly, "I will not go with you! I don't want to be an apprentice, and I don't need family!"
Since you're going to be abandoned eventually, why bother showing affection in the first place?
Shen Fuguang's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and a look of heartache appeared in his eyes.
"Look at it, it looks like a dirty little dog."
Shen Fuguang felt a pang of heartache upon glancing at Chang Le. He flicked Chang Le's nose, stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and looked down at her like a leader looking at an admired subordinate.
"Hey, you little madman, you've got some skills. Want to do some work for me?"
"Employment relationship, meals and accommodation provided."
"The kind that pays wages."
"Would you like to come with me?"
Chang Le did not answer for a moment.
She was tempted.
To live, you need to eat your fill; hunger is painful.
She didn't hesitate for long: "Okay!"
A lone wolf is not afraid of a den ahead, but it is afraid of being pampered and tamed into a dependent, loyal dog, and becoming afraid of loneliness.
Chang Le reached out his hand to Chen Fuguang.
But unexpectedly, from some unknown moment, the fierce little wolf cub began to crave the warmth of love.
Yes, at that time, she firmly believed that she had found her final home and would never abandon it again.
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